"What happened?"
Yan Moshan heard a noise and came to number six's side.
"It's a beast with white wings," number six said, making Yan Moshan curious. He asked, "That white figure wasn't human?"
"No, it wasn't. I only saw a pair of white wings before it suddenly pounced on me. It was too fast; I couldn't catch it." Number six even extended his palm, where there was a tuft of white fluff.
"So, did you get a clear look at what this beast is?" Yan Moshan asked, frowning.
"No, the creature moved so fast. I just grabbed a handful of fluff without having the chance to see it clearly," number six shook his head.
"Are you alright now?" Yan Moshan glanced in the direction where the white figure vanished before asking number six.
"I'm fine. I just got my arm scratched. The creature went this way; let's go after it now."